The slippery slope
cycle: 62 km
weights: Nato day off
cardio: ditto
one scoop Belgian chocolate
one scoop Pralines 'n' Cream
butterscotch, sprinkles and nuts
AYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! I dashed in yesterday. Stripped off all my sodden clothes, screwed up my white knickers and threw them in the bin. I knew it! When I put them on at 4 in the morning, I just knew there wasn't enough fabric. Cut price bloody knickers, even if they are from M&S. It's the thin edge of the wedge (literally). I shall have a witch hunt in my knicker drawer. It's not on. Then I got into a warm bath and sssssssssssssssssss. Ooo it hurt.
I need to reach a Zen-like state of mind over the saddle soreness. Nothing will hurt, all will be numb and at one with the world. Will it be reversible, though? That's my only slight misgiving.
Saw Colin today. He asked me when he should start training. I said not to bother, I was planning to use the power of Zen. Wind up merchant. Jane and Adrian's mad friend, Damion, may be joining us. He has an insane laugh like a hyena on speed, but should be good company. Hope he comes.
Losing the battle of the bulge this weekend. I'm blaming it on Thomas Moss and his egg and bacon butties (ooo, dripping, they were) and the Baskin Robbins mega-cone that flew into my hand as I was cycling past the shop. Honest. I don't make these things up.
cycle: 62 km
weights: Nato day off
cardio: ditto
one scoop Belgian chocolate
one scoop Pralines 'n' Cream
butterscotch, sprinkles and nuts
AYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!! I dashed in yesterday. Stripped off all my sodden clothes, screwed up my white knickers and threw them in the bin. I knew it! When I put them on at 4 in the morning, I just knew there wasn't enough fabric. Cut price bloody knickers, even if they are from M&S. It's the thin edge of the wedge (literally). I shall have a witch hunt in my knicker drawer. It's not on. Then I got into a warm bath and sssssssssssssssssss. Ooo it hurt.
I need to reach a Zen-like state of mind over the saddle soreness. Nothing will hurt, all will be numb and at one with the world. Will it be reversible, though? That's my only slight misgiving.
Saw Colin today. He asked me when he should start training. I said not to bother, I was planning to use the power of Zen. Wind up merchant. Jane and Adrian's mad friend, Damion, may be joining us. He has an insane laugh like a hyena on speed, but should be good company. Hope he comes.
Losing the battle of the bulge this weekend. I'm blaming it on Thomas Moss and his egg and bacon butties (ooo, dripping, they were) and the Baskin Robbins mega-cone that flew into my hand as I was cycling past the shop. Honest. I don't make these things up.
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